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You have something on your back!

♪ Yeah
We'll figure it out somehow-ow-ow ♪

♪ Keep holding on... ♪

- I need you to come with me.
- Why?

Now. You need to come now.

♪ We're all just going, going 'round ♪

♪ So where we going, going now? ♪

♪ The world could all be falling down ♪

♪ But we'll be... ♪

You're a killer, Swiss.

What?

I saw you and A.B.

He's plucking those big kangaroos off,
and you're putting 'em back on.

That shit is cold.
Don't nobody go up against A.B. like that.

Except Marvella, but she's crazy.

There's broken glass!

You just cold, Swiss. Cold!

A killer!

Hey, you got something on your...

back.

...the Secret Service.
All they have to do is show ID.

Once past the preliminary checkpoint,
there's a Secret Service checkpoint,

bag searches and magnetometer screenings.

And there are no security cameras
in the Residence?

There are no security cameras
in the Residence.

- You can actually eat this?
- You've never had it?

No.

All these years?

No. I... I don't really
care for gingerbread.

I'd feel bad about eating the chimney.

No, no. It has to be redone. It's burnt.

- It... It's a chimney.
- No.

It has to be redone.

So, uh,

when can I move it all upstairs?

- Today.
- Ah.

This is what I wanted to show you.

Come here.

Right there.

Okay.

Great.

That's you.

- That's me?
- Mm-hmm.

It is a gingerbread.

Oh.

Yes, of course.

Your feet are licorice.

Thank you.

For all that you have done for me and...

and for the house.

For these many years, Mr. Wynter.

Your head is gummy.

Ah.

Anyway, I think
this is maybe the best one yet. This one?

It's perfect, Didier.

Thank you.

- Where is he?
- In the Library.

- Which was back there.
- I need to talk to Emily Mackil.

- Who?
- The White House Gardener.

- Do we have the toxicology back on Wynter?
- No.

- What about the blood?
- No.

- What about a coffee?
- You're asking me to get you a coffee?

- Yes.
- I'm not your assistant.

- You're not?
- What about Didier Gotthard?

He's our suspect.

- We don't have a suspect.
- You have a suspect!

Agent Park told me you have a suspect.
You told me she had a suspect.

- Yes.
- No.

Agent Park did tell me that.

Are you telling me
Agent Park did not tell me that?

I don't know what Agent Park told you.
I don't have a suspect.

The pastry chef.

Is that a question? 'Cause you just said
the words "the pastry chef."

- Is he a suspect?
- No.

Is he not a suspect
because he's not a suspect

or because you don't believe in suspects?

- Yes.
- It's 2:30 in the morning...

Which means you shouldn't waste my time.
I will tell you all when I have something.

She said that
to the Director of the FBI?

That's not the worst thing she said
to the Director of the FBI.

Was Mr. Gotthard a suspect?

It really depends on
what you mean by "suspect."

I mean, did Detective Cupp believe
that Mr. Gotthard might be responsible

for Mr. Wynter's death?

Detective Cupp had uncovered evidence

that suggested Mr. Gotthard
was in the Game Room

at the same time
Mr. Wynter was found dead.

She said she found that interesting,
but she said she needed more context.

What do you mean "context"?

Let me explain this to you
in the simplest way I know how:

If I asked you to find
a Yellow-throated Longclaw,

what would you do?

- Is that a bird?
- Yes.

- I thought it sounded like one.
- It is a bird.

I'd probably ask you to spell it again.
You said Longjaw? Is it L-O-N...

I'll tell you what you'd do.
You'd take the lazy route.

You'd Google it
and read the Wikipedia entry,

which is mostly right,
but not terribly detailed or precise.

You'd be better off
using something like this,

which would tell you
that the Yellow-throated Longclaw,

Longclaw, C-L-A-W, claw,

is a stout and sturdy,
largely solitary songbird

that has a very distinctive black V
across its otherwise bright yellow chest

that largely lives in grasslands

and eats spiders
and insects and other invertebrates.

You've been carrying
that book around all night?

- Yes.
- It is so big.

You'd learn all about it. Right?

That's what you'd do. Or should do.
So you'd know where to look for one,

so that if you saw one,
you'd know if you actually did.

Otherwise, how would you ever find one?

This was the simplest way
she could explain this to you?

Yes. So.

This is the Yellow-throated Longclaw.

Now... this is a picture I took of a bird

I saw on Sunday in Maryland.

- I don't see a bird.
- You don't see a bird?

Nope. That does not appear to be a bird.

Oh, right. That's my nephew.

Now tell me, Agent Park,

did I see a Yellow-throated Longclaw
in Maryland on Sunday?

Yes. You saw a Yellow-throated Longclaw
in Maryland on Sunday.

And that is exactly my point.

What was her point exactly?

My point is you got it wrong.

- Oh, really?
- Yes.

I knew your nephew wasn't a bird.

The Yellow-throated Longclaw
lives in Africa.

The bird I saw is an Eastern Meadowlark,
an American bird.

The two have striking similarities,

indistinguishable in behavior
and appearance,

but they are completely different species
that live on different continents

and are only related
by the concept of convergent evolution.

On the one hand, it's easy
to confuse them, just as you did.

On the other hand,
if you knew anything about these birds,

this type of mistake
is completely preposterous.

Do you understand?

I think so?

I do understand.

Okay. Well, I... I might
be explaining it better than she did.

She's so smart.

Did Didier Gotthard kill A.B. Wynter?

Maybe.

We know he was in the Game Room,
or we think we do.

Looks compelling.
But what else do we know?

And is there something we don't know
that makes what we do know irrelevant?

That's what we need to find out.
That is the context.

Did you call me lazy?

Jasmine.

Uh... Excuse me just a moment.

This is our room?

Are they just holding things
in here for now?

I... Let me figure this out.

Ms. Schumacher? Mr...

Oh, good! A.B.! How are you?
So, listen, what is that?

- That?
- Yes.

- It's a gingerbread house.
- It's going in here?

- Yes.
- In this room?

- Yes. We spoke about it last week.
- Did we?

- We did. Many times.
- It shouldn't be here.

- Sorry?
- No, I agree.

Who is this? Who are you?

- If you want the IV drip station...
- The what?

Honestly, this whole room...

I know. I know.
I think maybe we don't need it.

Y... you think maybe we don't need what?

The gingerbread house.

He's been working on this since June.

On a gingerbread house?

- Oh.
- Hold on.

- Yes?
- The guy Wynter was asking about.

- Him?
- Yes. Who is he?

- St. Pierre.
- Say it again?

St. Pierre.

Just "St. Pierre"?

He's an energy medium.

We're told the Social Secretary met him
at a retreat on Lanai last year.

They were sleeping together.

Uh, not like that. It was a sleep retreat.

- A sleep retreat?
- Yes.

How do you meet at a sleep retreat?

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

- Yes?
- Do you have a podcast?

Yes.

"Aware With Pierre?"

Yes.

Oh my God!
I listen all the time. I love it.

Do you want to go
get a functional smoothie?

He's apparently become
something of an adviser to her.

He reads energy fields
and helps with planning.

He's also certified
in vibrational therapy.

Nancy Reagan had an astrologer
who set the presidential schedule.

The Gorbachev-Reagan nuclear summit
in Iceland? Planned by the astrologer.

People think the Cold War ended
because of containment,

but really
it was just a New Moon in Libra.

This is supposed to
make me feel better?

Just information.

Where was the gingerbread house before?

- In the China Room.
- Why don't we put it back there?

- "We"?
- Them. I have an inflamed torso.

No.

Why not?

The gingerbread house has been displayed
in the State Dining Room for 50 years.

Okay, so you can put it back downstairs?
You just don't want to?

The First Gentleman is coming down here

and I'd like us all
to be on the same page.

But we're not on the same page.

Elliott! Great!

This is going to be incredible.

So, what we were all thinking is
that what we really want to emphasize is

wellness this season.

- Wellness?
- Yes.

Holidays are so stressful
for everyone. Right?

- You're fighting with your family.
- You spend too much.

- You eat too much.
- You drink too much.

- You don't exercise.
- You put on weight.

It's the most wonderful time of the year,
but you feel horrible.

Horrible.

Then comes the first of the year,
and you're trying to undo all that.

So we want to lean into that now.

Don't rewind. Unwind.

Take care of yourself now.

Be here now.

Okay, listen. Listen.

Do you remember that feeling you had

the first time you went to Tulum?

Are you okay?

No.

I'm just telling you what she said.

So instead of garish colors
and 400 pounds of frosting,

there will be different stations where
we will highlight balance and hydration

and meditation and vibration.

I... um, like that.

When you say "vibration..."?

Oh, Elliott, it's... amazing.

As long as you don't have
any recent dental work.

Oh, it's just like...

Okay. That's... that's great. I trust you.

Aw!

I do think that people are going to want
to see some Christmas decorations.

Oh my God. Elliott, yes!

Of course! Of course.

That's all going out there.

The tree and the lights.

And our pastry chef made
this incredible gingerbread house.

But we'll keep that downstairs.
It'll have its own room.

But up here? Up here

is our chance
to put our mark on this place, Elliott,

like we've been wanting to do.

To really

reinvent the White House

and what it means today.

We don't have to live
in a small 19th-century Austrian village

where people blow glass,
drink mulled wine, and smell like wood.

This is America.

Okay, guys.

You can take this whole thing away.

Thank you.

- I feel like this is a sad story.
- It is.

- I really don't like sad things.
- You investigate murder.

- That's different. Those people are dead.
- That's the way this ends too, isn't it?

Come in.

- It's not the same.
- No.

- As it was.
- I know what you mean.

I never wanted to be the person
who complained about change.

Well, this is different.

That's what everyone says
who starts to complain about change.

- How do you know, though?
- You want me to talk to him?

I'll talk to him.

You can push back on this.

We're not here to "push back."
We're here to execute.

You have to understand
how difficult this was for A.B.

Why?

Because of how important
the holidays were for Didier.

This was his moment.
He loved it. He lived for it.

For him to have this taken away?

And for A.B. to be the one
that had to do it?

- The Wellness Room was a disaster.
- I recall.

Everybody blamed everybody else.

But Lilly took the biggest public hit.

She was also the one
who worked the hardest

to tell everyone
it actually wasn't her fault.

She was also the most bitter.

Convinced that everyone had conspired
to make her look bad.

But as disastrous
as the holidays were upstairs,

nobody found the gingerbread house either.

That almost made it worse
for Didier.

He just... gave up on it.

Left it.

- Please stop.
- Okay.

Why are you telling me
this sad story?

You asked me if I knew of anything
in Didier's past

that might explain his role
in what happened tonight.

And I'm telling you.
This is it. He felt betrayed.

- Betrayed by whom?
- A.B. Wynter.

But Wynter defended him.

Shouldn't he feel betrayed
by Lilly or... ...the Saint?

You can't be betrayed by someone
who was never on your side.

May I? I'm gonna tell you
how it is here, okay?

You have all these departments
in the house.

Painting. Engineering. Gardening.
Housekeeping. Plumbing.

All of these departments
and all of the people that work in them

report to exactly one person.

The Chief Usher.

Now, sometimes
people are mad at the Chief Usher.

There's a lot of conflict in this group.
Or can be.

But these people
also count on the Chief Usher

to protect and defend them.
It's like a family.

- You haven't met my family.
- Defend them against who?

Everybody else.

Literally. Everybody else.

The President. The First Gentleman.

The Social Secretary. The West Wing.
The Secret Service. The media.

The whole of the known universe.
That is the thinking here.

If you want to understand
the White House Residence,

you have to understand this.

Us

Versus them.

This is us. This is the house.

We are the house.

All these other people,
they are not part of the house.

They might live here for a while.

They might work here for a while.

They might come into the house
and try to influence and change things.

But then they leave.

And we are here.

So Didier blamed Wynter
for not protecting him against Lilly.

Well, yes and no.

For Didier, it actually really wasn't
about Lilly. He didn't care about her.

It was about... her.

The White House Chef?

Marvella didn't steal
his gingerbread house.

- Well, yes and no.
- It's a lot with the "yes and no."

Well, hear me out on this.

Marvella was involved
with the Wellness center.

- She did a whole thing on kelp.
- Kelp?

I don't know. I don't get it, either.
I eat at Arby's like four nights a week.

But she was into this kind of thing.
But it was bigger than that. For Didier,

everything that's happened over
the last few years has been about her.

They were the two chefs
with big egos just fighting for space.

These two... they are not
from the same place.

Didier Gotthard. He's Swiss.

- I thought he was German.
- Swiss-German.

I don't understand Switzerland.

There's Swiss-German
and Swiss-Italian and Swiss-French.

- But is there anything that's just Swiss?
- Roger Federer.

Didier was recruited here
by the Reagans,

who wanted
a classically trained European chef.

He was working at Badrutt's Palace
in St. Moritz at the time,

so the White House was,
in some ways, a step down.

Marvella was different.

- She's from Texas.
- I thought she was from Portland.

She's from Oklahoma.
She has a tattoo...

Just trust me, she's from Oklahoma.

Marvella started
at a food truck in Seattle,

then opened her eponymous restaurant
in Ballard, where she met the Morgans.

She was into fermentation
and smoke and wild quail eggs

and all kinds of other crazy shit.

That is definitely true.

Didier is not into crazy shit.

Didier likes fondant.

Marvella's a genius and a mess.

Didier is highly organized
and not a genius.

It was difficult from the start.

They argued about menus
and vendors and mealtimes and sugar.

Pretty soon,
they stopped talking to each other.

They wouldn't even coordinate on meals.

He'd simply write down
what he was gonna make

and give it to her on a piece of paper,
which she'd ignore.

It was bad.

And then she got involved with dessert.

- What do you mean "got involved"?
- I mean, she'd, like, make dessert.

She didn't, "like, make dessert."

- She didn't make dessert?
- It wasn't dessert.

What is this?

- What is that?
- Exactly.

- A pluot.
- A what?

- This is what I'm saying.
- A pluot. It's lovely. It's ripe.

You just eat it with a spoon.

- This is dessert?
- I try to avoid fruit sugar too.

No, it is not dessert.

Marvella came in here
wanting to make a mark,

to reinvent America's kitchen.

- That word again.
- Kitchen?

Reinvent.

Because that's what the Morgans told her
they wanted her to do.

Didier wanted to make desserts that
Calvin Coolidge would be excited about.

Ooh!

Didier and Wynter
had always got along well. For years.

Didier was a perfectionist,
and so was Wynter.

But Wynter was caught
in the middle of a battle

between Marvella and Didier,

which was really a battle
between the old guard and the new.

Us... versus them.

Didier thought he could count on Wynter.

But when Wynter kept
that gingerbread house downstairs,

that was it.

Everything that had been building...

He felt like Wynter
had stabbed him in the back.

Which is exactly what he did to Wynter.

Well. Not exactly...

Yes. Exactly.

What does that mean?

It was two days before Christmas.

I went to turn off the lights
in the China Room like I did every night.

And... I'm not sure why,

but I took a second
to look inside that night.

I guess because what Mr. Gotthard did
with those gingerbread houses,

it really was incredible.

Most years, I'd bring my family
to see it in the State Dining Room,

but they weren't doing that this year.

I did get the hydration treatment,
which was okay,

uh, but it really wasn't the same.

Anyway, I felt bad
this thing he worked so hard on

was being ignored,

so I just wanted to take a second
and really check it out.

When I looked inside,
that's when I saw it.

Saw what?

Did you tell Mr. Wynter?

Did I tell my boss I found him stabbed
in a gingerbread house?

- Yes.
- No, I did not.

But I did keep it.

Where did you get that?
It is very upsetting.

- Is it?
- Yes.

- You don't seem upset.
- I am German.

I thought you were Swiss.

Swiss-German.

Are you suggesting
that I had something to do with that?

Did you?

I didn't have anything to do with that.

I didn't have anything to do
with Mr. Wynter's death.

Please put that away.

- Why were you in the Game Room tonight?
- I wasn't.

How'd you get that blue chalk
on your back?

You have something...

...on your... back.

I have no idea.

No, uh-uh, no. I'll take that.

Potential evidence.

Potential evidence of... of what?

Murder.

If you murdered A.B. Wynter,
this might be evidence for us.

That's all.

- What were you doing between 9 and 10?
- I was in the pastry kitchen.

- The whole time?
- Yes.

- Was anyone with you?
- No.

So nobody saw you leave the pastry kitchen
and murder A.B. Wynter in the Game Room?

- Do you know who I am?
- No.

You know I have a reputation
for solving unsolvable crimes?

No.

Now that you know I have a reputation
for solving unsolvable crimes,

does it make you feel any differently
about any of the questions I've asked you?

Oops.

Yikes!

It's so hard
with this huge knife in the back.

The balance.

I mean, I guess I could lean it up
against something,

but this knife is so big.

Do you mind if I just...
leave it down like that?

I stayed at Badrutt's Palace once.

Two nights.

I took that train
from, um, St. Moritz to Zermatt.

What is... what's it called?

I can't remember either. It'll come to me.
Anyway, Badrutt's Palace is, uh...

Meh.

Fine.

Not like this.

This is gonna be difficult.

- Why?
- Why?

I don't mean that.
You know what I mean. Why?

Because he's not giving anything away.
He's Swiss.

- I thought he was Austrian.
- Swiss.

Either way, I understand.

What's the mood down there?

Restless. Tired.

Resigned. Even the Australians are grumpy.

Even Hugh Jackman?

You are tap-dancing
at the White House!

No, no, come on. We're not there yet.

Since when do you care about the mood?

How long do you think I have?

I think we'll be shot together at sunrise.

- You ever been to Switzerland?
- No. You?

No.

I've heard good things.

I need a break here.

They always come just when you need them.

Detective Cupp.

- Yes?
- I have something for you.

Double shot oat milk latte.

No on the oat milk? Uh, okay...

No, it's not that.

- Agent Park said you wanted coffee.
- Thank you. I appreciate it.

I warned you, I'm still drunk.

- I'm really sorry.
- It's okay.

- You could have my shirt.
- Really, it's fine.

I'm such a mess.

- Sheila?
- Uh, I'll be right out.

Just give me a second. Is that okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- I never come in here.

We're not allowed in these bathrooms,
but everything's different tonight, right?

I saw something.

I saw something.

What did you see?

I don't want to get him in trouble.

I have issues with some people
in this house. I do, but he is not one.

- Who?
- Mr. Gotthard, the pastry chef.

You followed him out of the Grand Foyer
a few minutes ago.

Is he a suspect?

We don't have a suspect. What did you see?

He came in through here and went that way.

- He had something in his hand.
- What?

I don't know. A box.

Why were you in the basement?

We live in the basement.
We're mole people.

What did he do with the box?

I didn't see.

I just know he didn't have it
when he turned and came back by.

It doesn't work.

What?

The incinerator. It don't work.
It hasn't worked for a year.

He wouldn't know that.
He doesn't come down here very much.

The Glacier Express!

What?

The train from St. Moritz to Zermatt.

The Glacier Express.

They say "express,"
but it's really not that fast.

But the view?

Mmm!

Oh, thank you.

They have those huge windows
on that train.

You know, it's funny. I remember sitting
at one point and realizing that,

just like all of us
inside the train were looking out,

enjoying the view,

there were all those people
outside the train

looking in at us.

You know? Watching us. We were their view.

Eh.

Just a good reminder that
whenever you're watching something,

something or someone
is probably watching you.

Right?

Is it safe to say that, at this point,
Detective Cupp had identified a suspect?

It's safe to say that Detective Cupp found
Mr. Gotthard's story very interesting.

You

want to know?

Oh, do I want to know.

Well, I finished cleaning up the kitchen
at a little before 10,

and then I went up the stairs
to the third floor.

Why?

I have an office on the third floor,
as you know,

and it's where I go first thing
when I come in,

and it's the last place that I go
when I leave for the night.

Were you leaving for the night?

It had been a long day.

Mmm, so I... got off the stairwell

on the third-floor hallway...

...and there's Mr. Wynter

on the ground of the Game Room.

- Was he alive?
- No, of course not.

And then I, uh, walk over to him,

and I see my knife next to him.

I'm not proud of what I did next.

Where was the knife?

- On the ground.
- In his hand?

No, I don't think so.

You don't think so?

- How did you know it was your knife?
- I know my knives.

Was the knife near his right hand
or left hand?

Left hand.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I am sure.

If it had been near his left hand,

you would've been
between Wynter and the door,

away from the table.

When you picked up the knife,
you wouldn't have hit the table,

and the chalk wouldn't have rolled
off your back,

and I wouldn't have found it on the floor,
and we wouldn't be sitting here right now.

Right hand.

- Why did you take the knife?
- I don't know.

Do you really prefer Badrutt's Palace?

- What?
- To the White House.

- Why are you asking me that?
- Do you not like it here?

I don't want to talk about that.

What would you like to talk about?
I have all the time in the world.

I took the knife

because I didn't want to be accused
of killing him.

I know how that sounds.

- Do you really?
- Yes.

Were you worried because of
what happened over the holidays?

- No. No.
- No?

- Because of the bananas foster?
- No.

- There's something else?
- Yes.

- I understand why you took the knife.
- What else?

The kangaroos.

The what?

- Kangaroos.
- What do you mean, "kanga..."

Rollie served the first one when
the Australian Foreign Minister saw it

and complained to our Chief of Protocol,
who complained to the Chief of Staff,

who complained to Marvella,
who said she had nothing to do with it

and that this was all Didier.

So they went to the staging area
to see Didier,

and now he's gone completely ballistic.

- Ignorant idiot!
- We can tell you what to do!

If I don't want you to fucking serve...

This is my dessert,
and it is going to be served my way!

- You're taking credit for that?
- That is not going out there.

You have already taken one away from me.

And you are not going to
take away my kangaroos!

What are you talking about?
I haven't taken anything away from you.

Not you.

Him!

What's the problem?

It looks like a kangaroo Rocky
dancing on a loaf of shit.

I mean, what's the problem?

The problem is that Uluru is sacred.

You can't have some goofy fucking kangaroo
on top of it. No way. It's offensive.

What's the chef's name again?

She seems sad.

You can have the kangaroos.
Or you can have the rock.

You can't have both.

Don't do this, Mr. Wynter.

What's it gonna be?

Has anybody talked to the calligrapher?
I mean, I can't read this.

What the fuck is that?

People sometimes think that I am angry
when I am not.

Were you angry?

Yes.

Do you prefer Badrutt's Palace?

Will you stop asking me that?

- I'll take that as a yes.
- No, that is not a yes.

That is a "Will you stop asking me that?"

I don't know!

I... I... I...

Maybe.

I used to be happy here,
and then I made some mistakes...

...and I want you
to take that thing off the table, please.

Are you angry now?

- Yes!
- I'd like to see your kitchen.

Well, of course. Let me show you.

You're saying someone comes in
your very small kitchen,

takes this very large knife off the wall,
and walks up to the third floor?

- No.
- That is what you said.

No, that is not what I said.

That knife wasn't kept down here.

I brought it down here after I found it,
but that's not where it was before.

Where was it?

- This is your office?
- Yes. The Chefs' office.

It is for that other person and me.

- Marvella?
- You two share an office?

It is not an enjoyable arrangement.

And you keep knives up here?

- Yes, I keep these knives up here. Yes.
- Why?

I don't want anyone to use them.
They are good knives.

- Where was this last night?
- Right here, on this desk.

Did you come to this room

after you left the Game Room
with the knife?

Yes.

- Why not put the knife back in the case?
- I don't know.

Why didn't you take the case
back downstairs?

I don't know.
I don't keep the case downstairs.

I... thought it would look suspicious.

More suspicious than walking through
the house with a bloody knife?

Detective Cupp!

Oat milk is fine.

No, it's not that.

Emily Mackil.

And what is your position
at the White House?

I am the White House Gardener.

And you were interviewed
by Detective Cordelia Cupp

on the night A.B. Wynter died?

Yes. A few times.

I talked to her after Mr. Wynter's body
was found. And then later.

Tell us about that second time.

I was in the East Room,

just sitting there,
waiting, like everyone else...

♪ Carefree highway ♪

♪ You've seen better days ♪

♪ The morning-after bl... ♪

What did Detective Cupp
want to talk about?

The Redwoods.

The Redwoods?

If you wanted
to work in the Redwoods,

how did you end up
in the middle of Washington, D.C.?

There were no openings
when I applied to the Park Service.

In the Redwoods?

Yes. Redwood National Park.
That was my first choice.

I also applied to Sequoia. And Yosemite.

And Muir Woods. And Joshua Tree.

You like trees.

I really do.

And California.

I'm from Rhode Island.

Why the Redwoods?

- Have you seen the Redwoods?
- I have.

I understand.

You'll get there.

I hope so.

I like it here okay.
But I hope I make it out there someday.

You will.

Okay.

I think we're all set.

Th... that was it?

Did you want to
ask her anything else?

Like, about the case?

No. Do you?

I asked her what I wanted to ask her,
and I learned what I needed to learn.

You don't usually lock the door
to this shed.

I could tell because
you didn't try it before opening it.

Someone has been in here tonight who
probably hasn't ever been in here before.

Not at night,
because you turned on the lights

on this side and turned off that light,
which isn't normally turned on

because it's an old switch
that doesn't do anything,

and you were surprised
to see it flipped up.

Telling me that whoever came in here
turned it on,

thinking it was the main light,
and then used the light from their phone.

That phone was clearly moved.
You moved it back.

And there's something off
about that shelf back there.

You don't know what it is,
but it's bothering you.

There's something different. Is that true?

- It is.
- We'll see if that's important.

For now, we know that the person that
made that call to Wynter in his office

didn't need a key,

probably hasn't been in here before,
and took something from that shelf.

Thank you, Emily.

Sure. Anytime.

Okay. You're up.

You said you have some questions
about the case.

Yes, uh, thank you.

Uh, I was just wondering about...

uh, in terms of the, uh... switch,

flipping the, uh, switch...

Actually, Emily,
I did have one more question.

Uh, unless...

No, no, go ahead.

Do you recognize

this?

- It was a leaf.
- A leaf? What leaf?

From the Cedar of Lebanon.

- Is that a tree?
- Yes.

- There's only one?
- Yes.

Where is it?

Right there.

What are we doing?

- We have it. We have it. Right?
- Have what?

Him! Fucking creepy, homicidal pastry chef

with the big knives and sublimated rage
and blue chalk on his back.

He's mad because Wynter took away
his gingerbread house,

which Wynter didn't even do, but so what?

You stab me in the back.
I stab you in the back.

He's mad because Wynter wouldn't let him
serve a volcano

inside of a 200-year-old house
that once burned down.

And he's really, really, really mad
because Wynter took away his kangaroos.

He's mad.

He decides he's going to kill Wynter,
but he needs to get him alone,

so he comes and makes the call
from the shed there, which is unlocked,

and he asks Wynter
to meet him in the Game Room,

which is conveniently
right next to his office.

With knives in it.

The good knives.

He walks through here on his way
to the house, picking up the leaf.

He goes up to his office, gets a knife,

meets Wynter in the Game Room, kills him.

And then he tries to destroy the evidence
in an incinerator.

This is what might be called "context,"

and it tells us that the Didier Gotthard,
who looks like a murderer,

is, in fact, a murderer.

Same guy! And do not tell me
that this is all just... interesting!

I'll admit, it is interesting.

Rylance said he saw two people.

What?

Foreign Minister Rylance
said he saw two people.

Someone smoking under the tree.
Someone walking to the shed.

Foreign Minister Rylance was having sex!

He's not focused on
how many people are out here.

Well, I generally keep track of
the number of people watching me have sex.

- Isn't that true for you?
- No.

No?

I mean, yes...

Yes, you do keep track of the number?

- No!
- Yes or no?

- What I'm saying is...
- Ooh.

What?

Mm-mm. I don't think this
changes anything. I really don't, okay?

Because here's the thing.
That man probably smokes.

Doesn't every German smoke?

Or Swiss-German?
Or whatever the hell he is?

I've never seen Roger Federer smoke.

Okay, the point is:

The person who was smoking here,
that person was up in the Game Room.

- Same person. I am convinced of it.
- I am too.

- What?
- I think you're right.

- Say it again please?
- You're right.

- Let's do it then!
- Let's do it!

He's in the Library...

which is right back there...

- Thank you for waiting.
- Oh, of course.

I want to ask you
one more question.

Oh, fire away.

I'm less drunk now, so that should help.

You never know.

Fair enough.

What kind of cigarettes do you smoke?

- Sorry?
- What kind of cigarettes do you smoke?

Oh, I don't smoke, Ms. Cupp.

Detective.

If you did smoke, what would you smoke?

I don't smoke, so how would I know
what "kind" I would smoke?

What is this? What's going on?

If I guess and I get it right, you'll pull
the pack out of your pocket. Deal?

What? No! Seriously.

What is going on? This is fucking crazy.

No "deal." I don't smoke.

I don't have a kind I would smoke
because I don't smoke,

and I don't have cigarettes in my pocket
because I don't smoke.

Mammoth.

- What?
- You smoke Mammoth.

Blue pack. White mountain.

Recessed filter. "No bigger flavor."

Mammoth.

Fuck it.

Why were you
in the Game Room tonight, Ms. Cannon?